"He doesn't have any true affection for you. He's only indulging you because - "
A sharp intake of breath. A hand covers their mouth, wide and broad.
They don't hesitate. Elsey draws blood; he doesn't even flinch.
And why should he? With just their blunt little human fangs barely lodged in his hand.
A moment of weakness, snatched back in an instant.
"Oh..." Those eyes, so bright, gleaming at them like molten metal that burns just to look at.
Red lashes lower over his eyes as he leans in. "My darling human, you clever, wicked thing."
They'd started speaking to hurt him, bit him with teeth when they couldn't with words. And now he looks at them, lashes fluttering, excitement flickering in manic, glowing eyes.
"How will it feel, when I finally have your love?"
There were worse ways to be bent over a counter, completely bare-assed, head resting on their arms as a demon poked through their genitals, Elsey supposes.
It helps that he's devastatingly handsome. They can't see him right now, bent over and all, but that actually helps a bit.
It helps less that he's clever, that he's taking notes while mumbling to himself, and also - they wince at the sound of another tap - taking pictures of their cunt for anatomical labeling.
But it does help though. Maybe. Sort of.
It helps them from getting too cold, with their face burning as it is, and it unfortunately helps keep their sex from drying out.
If they had any confidence, any at all, that Satan would so much as bat an eye or show some interest, they'd tell him to put down this new kink in his list of discoveries.
However, his tone is clinical, cool. Not a hint of eroticism or arousal - there's interest, but not in sex.
They swear they can feel his eyes on them. Roaming. Taking in every inch, recording and cataloguing, analyzing every little twitch and curve of sinew and muscle.
It makes them helplessly, embarrassingly, unspeakably wet.
He's looking at them like he's examining an anatomical doll, and nothing has ever turned them on so much in their life.
Fuck. Fuck. He's going to do more stuff like this - is this that big of a kink they haven't known about, or just their crush acting up?
It's impossible to tell what's going on back there, where he's going to touch, what he's looking at - so their whole body soon begins to heat under his gaze, anticipating buzzing just beneath the skin.
And yet the air is still so cool, flesh so vulnerable as Elsey rests in silent submission to his gaze.
Why were they doing this again? No more of that high school bullying,
"The vaginal entrance is significantly more moist..." Satan remarks, and they have to bite their lip as he draws his fingers along their opening.
His touch is just a light trace, almost like the playful tease of a lover... were he not wearing latex gloves.
An extra layer of protection, of cool indifferent silicone instead of warm fingertips. It makes it all the more obvious how easily those gloved hands slide along them, already coated in lubricant.
Elsey counts themself lucky he can't see their face.
"Here are the labia majora..." Yes, that is where his hands are going, "And the inner labia..."
They can feel him, fingering through their folds like he's flipping through sheets of paper in a book.
Maybe he'll lick his fingers, too. It's an effort not to shudder from the trill the thought sends racing down their spine.
"And these should lead up..." The cool latex follows his words, "...into the clitoral hood."
Oh fuck. They try pressing their cheek against the coolness of the table, grounded in the flat chill of sensation.
It doesn't help. A fingertip prods, each touch a heated brush of pleasure sweeping through them, swelling interest pulsing in their cunt.
"Some cursory stimulation doesn't appear to be enough for it to become exposed... I'll test this further later."
Elsey tries not to think hope wish desperately fantasize about when later might be.
"There's some discharge from the vaginal entrance..." Fuck. It's not a suprise but fuck, still.
It's all they can do to clutch at their own arms for any kind of distraction.
"I expected to need some lubricant for this." Their entire face is on fire. "But it looks like that won't be necessary."
He's not talking to them.
Fingers enter them; two at once, probing. They're awkwardly straight and Elsey can't help but clench reflexively against the intrusion.
The unsteady but deep breaths they take to try to calm themselves down feel painfully loud, but Satan doesn't comment, thankfully.
"It seems to be about... hmm..." He spits out a measurement that seems way too large, but they don't know the units, "...deep, but it should be able to stretch much more."
A shudder passes through their cunt. His fingers are long, groping inside them, the smooth touch of him against their walls sending all the more pleasure crawling up their insides.
"This lubricant should accomodate movement, as well..."
Oh, of course he would. Elsey tries, very hard, to strangle the growing excitement in their lower half.
They bury their face in their arms, straight against the desk. It's better not to see anything in the room at all.
But that only leaves them all the more aware of the prodding in their lower half, the poking and frequent pumps that build up a steady heat.
It's... actually kind of nice. But that just means more humiliation if they do actually manage to cum from something like this, but they probably can't.
"In theory, it should be able to accommodate much wider insertions... I'll save that for next time."
The withdrawal is sudden, smooth, and leaves an emptiness where his fingers had just been warming up against them.
Elsey barely holds back a groan, hesitantly raising their head as they look back.
The sight of their own bare ass, sweater pushed up to their waist, and Satan peeling off his gloves as he backs away, sends an inexplicable trickle of anxiety through them.
They're quick to stand up straight, pulling their clothes from a folded pile beside them and tugging everything on -
The underwear immediately feels damp. Slickness licking at the insides of their thighs.
"Next time, I'll bring some tools." Satan says, and he sounds like he's talking to himself, but there's no way they're letting that slide.
"What kind of tools?" He has to at least tell them what he's planning.
(He doesn't.
He has all the power here, and they have none; it's only his curiosity that they can use as leverage over them.
And even then, they want this to continue, probably more than he does...)
Satan looks at them, in the face, for the first time since he'd ordered them to undress, and smiles.
It's not a warm smile, or a comforting one, but it goes all the way to his eyes.
And just like that, their nervous heart begins to flutter, excitement replacing anxiety in a blink.
"Meet me in the broom closet on the second floor two days from now, and you'll find out."
The unattended arousal is already pounding between their legs.
They can't wait.
(So they don't; they touch themselves later, in their room, door carefully locked and blocked over, to the thought of his face, the cool fingers against them that their own hands just can't match, the smooth voice in their ears.
Elsey has it bad. They have it real bad. But it's not like he hates them, and they're going away in a year, anyways, so... what's the harm?)
Every demon that passes them in the hall looks down as they walk by.
No, they can't wait. It's the sweetest bargain they've made so far, and they have two of Satan's more powerful brothers under their command.
A human in the Devildom was bound to get harassed.
It's terrifying, even without the hostility - being kidnapped, trapped in a wholly unnatural world, thrust into classes and a culture unfamiliar.
There isn't a way to fight back, at least not early on.
With only Mammon - a certified slacker - as an appointed guardian, and then a coerced pact, they can't exactly command respect.
Much less convince lesser demons to stop harassing them at school.
Elsey can't even get their housemates to stop threatening to eat them.
Sometimes you have to call it quits.
But not all their housemates are useless.
Satan - the pretty one, the beautiful one, not like Lucifer whose face feels sharp enough to cut with a look or Asmo who looks so polished their eyes water - is helpful.
He's smart. Friendly, personable. Even if it's clear that's not all he is.
It was obvious he was annoyed the first few tutoring sessions but they drank in his every word, sat in rapt attention and asked as many reasonable questions as they could.
Satan liked having his ego stoked, too, especially when Elsey didn't make it obvious that's what they were doing.
He liked being able to explain concepts to an attentive student, to play teacher - master - and show off his knowledge to a suitably impressed audience.
What Elsey didn't realize, was that he had noticed them.
Not their stolen glances at him in class or their light flushes when their bodies touched or brushed in passing.
No.
What Satan noticed was their... humanity, for lack of a better word.
He didn't come in contact with humans too often. The ones he did encounter were witches, sorcerers.
It's not to say that his knowledge about them is lacking - no, if anything, he had too much knowledge.
His curiosity is almost clinical, but as soon as the questions come to him the urge for answers wells up inside him, and they're always right there - across the desk, in the same class, so accessible and willing to help.
Satan is curious about them. Their features are smooth and pretty, but not particularly feminine.
Most humans were born with one of two sets of genitals - which one does Elsey have? What do they look like?
He hasn't seen much of the more delicate parts of humans, hasn't cared to see it. But now the answers are inches away from them.
It's more than a little bit intoxicating. They speak to him as an equal, ask him genuine questions, thank him kindly for his time, but...
In the end, they're a human, and he's a demon. The knowledge that he could rip them apart like so much tissue paper lingers in his awareness.
He's so much more powerful than them they may as well be an inanimate object. They can't hurt him, can't fight him.
They wouldn't even try. They're too smart.
He's the Avatar of Wrath. They'd been warned about him the moment they got here.
And they take him up on every tutoring session, eagerly.
They have to know what he could do. That he could do it.
Perhaps that's what's the most fascinating. Elsey is as engaging and intelligent as any demon he's ever met - more than many of them, he'd even admit - but they're so weak that it all means nothing.
In the Devildom, strength is everything.
And they know this - they have to. He's seen them threatened by his brothers, harassed by lesser demons in the halls.
He's felt their anger. The burning humiliation of being unable to defend themselves, of knowing the best option they have is to shut up and take it.
And they do, because they're too smart not to.
But they're probably not smart enough to not take a deal with a demon. Especially not when he's offering such a good one.
He can get rid of those pesky little demons that harass them. It's no trouble for the Avatar of Wrath.
They just need to help him... satisfy his curiosity.
Elsey knows a dangerous bargain when they hear one, of course.
It's obvious he doesn't know about their crush. That he doesn't have any underlying motivations, either (even if they squint really really hard, they can't quite convince themselves of it).
But it's so fucking frustrating. Being tripped, shoved, spat at, insulted.
And Satan is the vision of their personal avenging angel; electric green eyes, bright golden hair, a smile like a knife and an aura of danger wherever he goes, lurking just beneath the surface.
There's a thrill to knowing something like that is going to be staring down their tormenters.
That anyone who does toy with them will be facing the incarnation of wrath himself.
But the real thrill that consumes them is the one in his eyes - hungry, all-consuming... even if it's not in the way they want it to be.
Even if he's just curious.
And fuck, he's hot, he's asking, and every part of their body wants him already.
ive been reading various different kinds of smut lately and sometimes you just Get Into One Thing and you're like,,, oh. oh... okay.
there's always been like, a distant appeal to some of the horny "kidnapped and tested by aliens" stuff that appealed to me but i didn't give it THAT much attention until i unfortunately came across medical kink and... welp. game over.
i think a good part of the sexiness is like... being exposed. the feeling of vulnerability and the LACK of intimacy that there normally is.
but with the lack of intimacy in this extremely intimate act, there's also this... clinical distance,,, almost professionalism, that makes it feel all naught and humiliating in just the right way to be turned on by it.
hhhhhHHHhh IT IS JUST SO MUCH MY THING. ABSOLUTELY MORE TO COME. IM SO HAPPY YOU ENJOYED IT SKDJFGHSKLFGDGF ILU GINGER HEHEHE THANK YOU FOR INDULGING IN THE KINK W ME <3
im gonna go ahead and Be Like That for a bit and talk about my oc,,, i'd like to just yell abt this in dms with friends but i'm feeling self-conscious atm so onto tumblr go these ramblings
i actually DO have a longfic conceptualized of main/canon mc!elsey's storyline. i also have a shitload of aus/alternate storylines/one-off concepts that i really enjoy but i wanna ramble about canon elsey
it's hard for me to decide like,,, how promiscuous i want them to be bc on one hand YES GIMME ALL THE BOYS but on the other,,, that sweet delicious one-on-one intimacy hhh.
they start out pretty reasonably upset by the whole devildom exchange program thing in general.
elsey's arc as a whole contains a lot of questions about the morality of the exchange program, and specifically, the lack of checks on diavolo's power.
throughout the story, as they gain confidence that they're not about to be immediately killed for mouthing off, they challenge diavolo on many an occasion, and in general tend to be his harshest critic.
this is mostly bc they do believe he is genuinely good and has the capacity to be the person he wants to think he is - but he needs to get actually chewed out when he does something wrong instead of walking away guilt free.
a big part of their dynamic is that elsey is lowkey grooming him to become an ideal leader, and diavolo is going to get very hung up on them because he doesn't want to disappoint them.
no one else shows disappointment in him, not in a way that matters. but with elsey, it feels real, like he's failed his dreams.
anyways in the main story. i think asmo is actually the one elsey gets with intimately first. he's super affectionate and bubbly and it's just very easy to love someone so sweet, plus, he CAN show them a good time. a really good time. (plus spa nights,, painting nails,, all the sweet little indulgences).
it's ironic because elsey won't build a relationship with him really, and although they'll get very affectionate and fond of him, he's just not what they want in a partner.
mammon is the sidekick he always is. elsey can read the room and it's not hard to figure out how he feels, but they're content to let him be all cute and tsuntsun.
ultimately though, although i do ship them in some aus, mammon is really just there to be their best friend. so elsey ALWAYS has someone they know is on their side, and to keep them from feeling completely and utterly alone in the first part of the story.
i know i have one scene imagined of elsey climbing into his bed, completely platonically, just to feel safe for a bit. i really do play up the danger/dark aspects of season 1 and elsey has a hard time :(
later on, as elsey gets Into It with lucifer (and not in the sexy way - he is very much straight up threatening their life and meaning it), they do get involved with satan, who is extremely their type.
this relationship starts out pretty shallow, but it's very good sex. they appreciate one another as people and elsey is probably catching feelings but for satan this really isn't that deep, he's just enjoying getting one over his brother and having a good time with a like-minded partner.
elsey refuses a pact with satan much like canon mc does, for mostly the same reason; they feel a real bond with him and they don't want to let him bind himself to them for such a casual and petty reason. they're genuinely trying to respect him and be good to him.
ofc satan takes it wrong and lucifer comes into the rescue and the arc continues as normal, and elsey and satan really bond on that nice juicy deep and intimate level. they both have Issues, okay?
but elsey becomes more distant bc their issues with the lucifer+belphie situation start really coming to a head and they're genuinely scared for their life.
they don't trust any of the brothers to be on their side, not even mammon. they're still scoping out diavolo, but they suspect he'd toss his morals aside if his precious lucifer needed him to.
a lot goes down around the lesson 16 stuff. it happens differently dksjhfglg i'll just put it like that, and elsey is much more involved in belphie's escape than mc gets to be in canon.
their relationship with all the brothers gets a lot WORSE from there. i've contemplated an amnesia arc here and there after it, it's that bad.
season 2 kinda consists of the brothers trying to win elsey back. belphie and lucifer's pacts were offered to make them feel safe and didn't actually solve the hard feelings between them.
lucifer and elsey have sexual tension/mind games going on between them HARD in season one. like, really hard.
elsey is doing their best to play on his flaws for their survival, but doesn't know him that well, and he wants to keep his brother secret but can't just kill them.
after everything's wrapped up, ofc, lucifer ends up feeling extremely guilty about it, but Pride and all, etc., plus his relationship with elsey is too volatile for an apology.
season 2 is the one where they start to get closer bc lucifer is willing to be honest or direct, and the finale allows him to display how he really, genuinely does care about them. more than his brothers, even.
like just imagining,,, how they get together is a surreal thing in my head bc i actually do ship them very much, luci is a fave and Big OTP material, but...
they're both really prideful people. lucifer is more mature - he's able to put aside his pride and take a rejection pretty gracefully - but i prefer a more erratic elsey who's like,,, almost a tsundere
if it were anyone but lucifer, they would never even consider forgiving the threats to their life. but they admire him so much; he has so many traits they look up to and enjoy, and on some level they do know they really crave his presence and attention.
elsey WOULD be prone to having hatesex with him lmao (they've probably done it with satan or asmo once or twice) but lucifer wouldn't because he doesn't want to poison the potential for a real relationship.
perhaps after a long period of groveling and displays of affection and him even getting one over on them here and there bc of course he does - elsey will relent,, bc like satan they are extremely attracted to him.
Question! So, based on your OC’s dynamic with the brothers, is the “pact collection” order still the same as in canon?
awhhhhHhhh,, you want to know abt ewsey? MY oc?? i am so sorry for alas im in one of Those Moods so i answer with paragraphs but the actual answer is right here lol:
pretty much! it all sorta goes to hell around lesson 16 bc i have (had?) some fun plot twists to play out in that episode.
the original idea was for a pretty intensely plotted longfic! i had extra foreshadowing regarding lilith, some fleshed out details of the lore surrounding her ghost/lingering spirit, and how mc was chosen
and i had specific scenes written for how elsey acts during various events. for example, during the retreat they do early on where they all go to the castle, and asmo agrees to make a pact in return for a picture of a sleeping lucifer.
through some clever planning, and figuring out that satan hates lucifer and will go along with any plan to annoy him, elsey actually manages to snag a picture.
skjfdhglhgdf but anyways yeah i'm rambling the pacts still happen in pretty much the same order!
belphie offers his out of guilt post lesson 16, and elsey accepts purely for their own safety.
lucifer makes his own out of no small amount of guilt, as well, but elsey's dynamics with diavolo (mostly, their scathing way of cutting him down to size) end with diavolo trying to make himself look better improve as a person, and releasing lucifer from his oath of service.
(it's okay, diavolo, baby steps)
so that pact is also a gratitude thing. but mostly a "sorry i made your life a living hell full of terror and anxiety for several months" thing.
while satan and mammon have in their own ways noticed and empathized with elsey's experiences in the devildom, lucifer has his own way, and he is acutely aware of how directly responsible he is for their experiences there.
elsey DOES act a lot like canon mc with the pacts, though. BAD DOGS, STAY, MAMMOOOOOON,,, all the good delicious stuff. they're only human! they deserve a littol,, going mad with their power heuheuhe.
Mmmmmm, that medical gaze. The potential for delicious frustration on both sides
Does Satan abide by the Hippocratic oath? Or is it a hypocritic oath? MC knows they shouldn't show up for that clandestine meeting, that relationships with dual roles have a long history of bringing on self-destruction. But he's so pretty and you have his attention! Who cares if you are a medical body, a specimen upon which he works the fine arts of both deductive and inductive reasonig? How can you not indulge your own curiosity?
Toasts and cheers to daring boldy and savoring Satan's mind like a wagyu steak 🍻🥂🍾
It's the Hippocratic oath! But yeah, Satan isn't remotely a doctor or anything like it. The medical kink bit is just a way to describe the non-sexual, but still very intense and curious nature of the examination.
Elsey does, distantly, realize that being in a discount FWB situation (where they're being compensated for their participation with protection) with someone they actually like and who they know doesn't have feelings for them is probably... not a good idea.
But there are practical benefits! It fucking sucks being bullied and Elsey's (MC's in general, really) situation is pretty awful.
And yes,,, it's more of a minus than they should probably admit but it's hot. It's so hot. He's pretty, he's staring at them, being examined is just kinda a turn-on.
I have a good amount planned for this (only some of it being saucy) and can confirm,,, it doesn't end well >.>
as a matter of fact, i DO! i've been wanting to commission more art, as well, but i also love writing commissions hehe, plus i have to like. come up with an idea, a pose/ref etc. for what kind of art comm i want lol.
here you go tho~
On the left is from @\bluetalas on twitter, and number two on the right is from @\verumew on twitter (idk if they're on tumblr or what).
Elsey actually wears one of Lucifer's spare uniforms to RAD! It fits because they're a lil bit shorter than him (and a little bit taller than Satan~).
All they had coming to the Devildom was the clothes on their back - Lucifer went to get them extra clothing and, exactly like all of his other brothers, he just bought several pairs of exactly what Elsey was wearing lmao.
This is my explanation for the brothers having only one outfit for most of Season 1 (despite occasionally mentioning going clothes shopping etc.)
So basically Elsey only has cable knit sweaters, which is why they wear the RAD coat like that hehehe.
As for Satan,,, I just,,, I have some ideas here and there for arts with Satan,, and all/most of them include him looking possessive hehehe.
I love me a clingy Satan~ And particularly, the shorter/smaller partner being clingy and possessive and feral over an infatuated but better composed taller partner,,, hnnnnng
